A hostage at home.
There is no reason to feel unsafe,
Yet safety seems to be hiding.

Suffocating in your skin.
Fire in your lungs that grows with every breath,
Eyes overflow threatening to flood your life
Hide away.
Find safety.
Shrink to that dark corner,
Escape.

That feeling,
Morbidly comforting
Always there.
Perched like an old friend

Longing for its warmth,
Emptiness consuming you
The harsh coldness of the world envelopes you
Within it, you burn.
You crawl away,
Trying to clear your eyes
from the smoke of lies and promises

Far from it,
The smoke follows you,
It holds strong onto your hair,
The stench a constant reminder.

How does one escape themselves?

Keep.
It.
Together.

Your mind ensnared,
Trapped like prey
In the eyes of a hungry predator
Scorched lungs
Your breath, soot.
No escaping the feeling.
Prey knows its purpose.

It is still your favorite place.